Recent Fiction15 March 2010 The goblin watching me from the bleachers has been watching me all my life. He's short, about five feet two inches, and he dresses impeccably, wearing a full tuxedo most days. His eyes are yellow with no whites, and hungry. 8 March 2010 They offered violence. It's an offer I can't help but accept. 1 March 2010 Moth had a new possum. She had fashioned a little broom for the creature and now she was teaching it to sweep the floor. This was proving an uphill battle. The possum had no natural grasp of the concept of tidiness, and it was developing a rapidly escalating personal hatred of Moth. 22 February 2010 "It's time for the bloodletting," I told him. I had the needle ready in my hand. View nearly every story Strange Horizons has ever published in our Archive, thanks to the kindness of our authors who allow us to keep their material online. |